Fert's questions were equally shocked to the representative of China.

He looked at Lin Song with a look of surprise, and his hands holding the suitcase couldn't help but tremble.

"Are you a policeman?"

The representative of China had gone from shock to frightened at this time. He couldn't figure out whether Lin Song's true identity was a Chinese policeman or a American policeman.

When Fert heard the representative of China say this, he was shocked and his eyes sternly looked at Lin Song with a murderous intent.

"The card fee is very weak and cannot withstand the tossing."

Felter said lightly.

A layer of curtains landed from the ceiling, directly blocking the card fee behind the curtains.

Hulala suddenly squeezed in from outside a large group of bodyguards in sterile clothes. They were wearing weapons in their hands, except for their clothes that looked like doctors.

Just to avoid accidentally injuring card fees, this big funder, so they almost all have electric sticks in their hands.

"Catch him."

Fert realized that the situation was serious and such a thing was shameful. Once it was reported by the media, the Skeleton Association would be discredited.

What's even more sad is that the criminal groups in China will be unlucky. Although Fert has no sympathy for the criminal groups in China, once this happens, their Skeleton Association will never have the chance to obtain fresh organs.

Because all legal donations require a long wait, where can such underground channels come quickly?

So neither the Skeleton Association nor the Chinese criminal group will keep Lin Song alive.

"As a matter of fact, you are all scumbags."

At this time, Lin Song had already determined the crime of the Skeleton Association and the evidence chain of the Chinese criminal group, and he also had a murderous intention in his heart.

‘Turn’

The electric rod burst into small blue sparks and poked towards Lin Song.

Lin Song reached out and grabbed the head of the electric rod, avoided the metal electric spark, and then poked the electric rod at the old man behind him.

This guy hates it. While Felt ordered the killing of Lin Song, he also called the bodyguard to attack Lin Song.

The electric rod stabbed hard on the old man's neck, and the guy fainted at that time.

"Be careful, don't run into Mr. Kafe."

Felter warned nervously.

If Kafei is injured by accident, with the influence of the Kafei family in the United States, it will be a response. The entire Congress will only follow the Kafei family's lead, and its energy is more than comparable to thermonuclear weapons.

When the bodyguard saw that even if the force could suppress Lin Song, it would be a way to destroy one thousand enemies and lose 800 by themselves. So they all took the pistols and pointed them at Lin Song's head.

"Don't waste time on Oriental people. If you want to continue to do it, we will blow your head."

Almost a dozen pistols pointed at Lin Song's head at the same time, so Lin Song didn't want to touch this bad head, so he had to raise his hands obediently.

"It's easy to say, Mr. Felter, before you kill me, can you let me be a wise ghost?"

Lin Song said almost begging.

Fert saw Lin Song being subdued and had already started to prepare for the operation again.

"I want to ask anything, just ask, but it's faster, I don't have much time anymore."

Fert seemed very confident, the scalpel was already in his hand and was about to start the surgery.

"Are the sources of these organs illegally obtained?"

Lin Song asked.

"Hahaha, if it is legal, can you kill you to silence me? Can you ask such a brainless question?"

Before Fert could answer, the oriental interrupted anxiously.

"Since it's illegal, how did you get these fresh organs?"

Lin Song looked at the Chinese and asked.

"You are dead, so what if I tell you?"

The oriental man said arrogantly.

He told Lin Song that all of these living organs came from illegal channels, but through legal gain, Lin Song was surprised by this result.

"You are stealing, stealing the body of the victim."

Lin Song was angry. Is there anything dirtyer than this kind of deal?

"Theft, haha, stop talking about you, even if a person of higher level than you comes, he will not dare to say that."

The oriental people looked at Lin Song's eyes sinisterly, as if they were looking at the weird guy in front of them.

"Since I am already a dead person in your eyes, why not just talk about it?"

Lin Song paused, said in a ease of tone.

"Hmph, even if you are a dead person, I can't say it too clearly. Let's say that, because the sky is behind me, you will understand."

The oriental people crossed their hands in front of their chests, and one of their legs kept trembling, just like waiting for Lin Song's death sentence.

"It's been too long, my patient will not be able to hold on."

Felt said in annoyance that Kafei's face was already ugly at this time, and his serious heart disease had already stepped on the verge of death with one foot.

"Please."

A bodyguard stretched out his hand and signaled Lin Song to go out.

A black pistol hit Lin Song's chest, but Lin Song knew that they would not shoot casually unless Lin Song moved here.

"No wonder Xueer pointed out this path to me. It turns out that she is really not suitable to investigate this criminal case."

Lin Song said to himself.

"What did you say?"

The Oriental people seemed to see something through Lin Song's lips. An inexplicable nervousness made him murderous intent. It seemed that it was necessary to kill this troublemaker immediately.

"I said, you're all going to die."

Lin Song spread his hands and said indifferently. At the same time, he raised his eyelids and looked at the central air conditioner.

“What’s there?”

Fert looked at the central air conditioner alertly and said uneasy.

Almost all the bodyguards focused on the central air conditioning office. Lin Song took advantage of the distraction of his bodyguard who was escorting him and suddenly took action and slashed his wrist with a palm knife.

A pig-killing scream suddenly made, and his wrist was shattered and fractured.

"Don't let him run away--"

Felter pointed at Lin Song who was running away, but for some reason, he seemed to be blocked by something in his throat. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of this difficult situation.

Even at the last step, almost everyone in the room began to feel inexplicably painful.

I was dizzy and my head was heavy, and my muscles were sore all over my body. Even if I took a step, it was a luxury to take it, let alone chase Lin Song.

"I'll be back."

Lin Song waved at them, but only Lin Song knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, as it had been contaminated by Legionella.

"You are so good, you actually came out alive?"

The nigger has not walked far away and is observing the situation here.

"Why, is the fungicide you gave me fake?"
Chapter completed!